Chapter 711: Chapter 712

Chapter 712 Both of You Look the Same People always said that a leopard couldn’t change its spots. Even though Keith had decided to lay low for a while because of what he had done, he had given in to his desire. One could imagine what had happened to Deirdre when she had fallen into his hands.

Declan’s face sank. He instantly understood what Deirdre had gone through. Therefore, he said calmly, “Don’t worry about Keith. I know exactly what to do with him.”

Brendan did not say anything, and Declan added with a frown, “Besides, I want to know why you’re letting her order you around like a dog.”

Brendan snubbed the cigarette when he heard Declan’s question. However, it took him a long while before he parted his lips and said, “Charlene has Ophelia’s photo in her hands.”

“Ophelia?” The name rang a bell. Declan searched his memory for a while before he jerked his head up. “Isn’t that Miss McKinnon’s mother? I thought she was…”

“She’s still alive.”

Declan was stunned. If his memory served him right, the reason Deirdre hated Brendan to the bone was that she had lost everything when Ophelia had died.

But now Brendan was telling him that Ophelia was still alive?

“What on earth is going on?” Declan asked in a stern voice. “Brendan, are you sure this isn’t one of Charlene’s tricks? How could a person who committed suicide by jumping off a building have come back to life?”

Brendan closed his eyes and replied, “I have no idea either. When Ophelia jumped off the third floor, her face was badly mutilated and the only thing left were her clothes, which were barely recognizable, so I naturally mistook her for Ophelia. What’s more, I didn’t want Deirdre to know that her mother was dead, so I chose to close the case hastily. Therefore, there is a chance that the corpse wasn’t Ophelia.”

“But if she’s still alive, why didn’t she come back for Deirdre? And how did Charlene discover that she isn’t dead?”

Brendan shook his head. “I just know that the person in the photo looks exactly like Ophelia. Other than that, I know nothing about her.”

“So… You’re trying to get more information so you can get to the women?”

Brendan smiled bitterly and said, “I owe Deirdre a lot. Even if the chance of this happening is slim, I don’t want to let go of it. I’m not sure if what I’m saying is wrong or right, but one thing I’m sure of is that if Deirdre knows that Ophelia is still alive, she’ll do anything she can to find her, even if it means sacrificing everything.”

Declan let out a sigh. He did not know what kind of answer he should give either. After all, he would do the same in her place.

‘Where’s the photo? Show it to me. Maybe I can get more information.”

Brendan stuck his hand in his pocket, then froze as his face turned pale.

‘What’s wrong?”

“Deirdre has the photo…”

Glenna frowned and looked at Deirdre. She was both surprised and confused.

“Deirdre, why does the person in the photo look like you?”

“Huh?” Deirdre was so stunned that she bit her lower lip.

She thought it was Charlene’s photo, so to avoid exposing the secret, she explained, “That’s probably me. Kyran took it some time ago.”

“No… I’m pretty sure it isn’t you,” Glenna said. “Although the woman in the photo looks very much like you, she’s old. I believe she’s about 50 years old.”

Deirdre jerked her head up. ‘What did you say?”

“She looks like she’s in her mid-fifties. Her eyes look rather glassy too… What’s going on, Deirdre? Do you know who she is? Could she be your mother?”

Deirdre’s pupils constricted. An idea surfaced in her head, and she forced herself to calm down.